"What is a demigod without that which he presides over, and what is a servant without a master? This place seems particularly adept at taking away the pillars of identity and forcing a reckoning on who you are without comfortable definition. I don't think it's intentional, it just... Happens."

He pauses for a moment, laughs a little, forcing what levity he can into his voice

"The ship goes nowhere and the seasons don't change. It's a purgatory, a world caught in limbo. Unchanging and yet in constant flux."